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Thoughts Songtext

Peek-a-boo, come pick my brain
You′re a default fuck, we're both raising Cain

Peek-a-boo, come pick my brain
I′ll be biting my lip, oh I'll be bleeding insane

Peek-a-boo, come pick my brain
You're a default fuck, we′re both raising Cain

Peek-a-boo, come pick my brain
I′ll be biting my lip, oh I'll be bleeding insane

PEEK-A-BOO!

Skulls on a stick, there′s nothing to think about
I lose doubt a little more everyday
It's not the right way, but the shallow, obvious say
That if you mean well, than it′s all ok
I close my eyes and inside out I go
Falling, smiling, doubtless, senseless
Fuck your answers, here am I
Here am I


My skin is growing thicker, molding, unfolding a monster
Grinding thoughts of a blood mouth
So look out

It's an empty page at an empty time
Too fucking easy to be carried away with our eyes
Blindfolded blind fools - dead inside,
I′m faking my days, it's too easy to hate so I'm -
Chewing my mouth as I begin to blame others around me
I hate to feel the same, it′s the shame that rips the light apart
It′s not out, it's in, I′m a fucking human being
Human being

My skin is growing thicker, molding, unfolding a monster
Grinding thoughts of a blood mouth
So look out

Growing thicker, molding, unfolding a monster
Grinding thoughts of a blood mouth
So look out

BLOODMOUTH
BLOODMOUTH

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